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You find out who the mom is! I felt the mystery around the dad would be something that would last a little longer, so I thought I would tell you about the mom.
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Chapter 5: The truth about the mother I never had…
Ron turned to Hermione as she was going through the basic spell books. There was nothing that would bring ink back. And the few bottles she found in the basket didn't bring her to a spell. Hermione didn't dare to use them, she had no idea why her mother put them there. They could be meant for protection. Hermione had used magic on the page more than once, but it hadn't changed anything.
"I have the feeling that there's nothing…" Hermione turned to Ron. "Nothing."
"Dad is sending the tapes over this evening. They're the tapes of September 19th at night and the early morning of 20th. He enlarged the aria, he said that a wizard who tries to do something would cross large distances."
"Meaning…" Hermione turned to him.
"It will be a lot of material we need to get through. We will start with the camera that was directly on your house."
"Are you serious?" Hermione turned around in surprise. "I've never been so happy to been spied on by my government. It does make sense, the year before I was born there were a lot of burglaries. They said they would keep an eye on things. Turns out they did."
"Which makes the job only longer…" Harry turned to Hermione. "Want to look at the videos?"
"Anyone willing to get some food in the kitchen…."
"Do you honestly think about food in a time like this?"
"Yes." Ron smiled "I'm hungry."
"So you're going to go through the tapes by hand?" Luna stared at her. "There has to be a magical way to get Hermione's mom identified. Going through the videos will take time, time we maybe don't have. If Hermione's mom is still alive, we have to act fast. After all, Hermione needs to meet her mom as fast as possible."
"Can we actually do that?" Ron turned to Luna. "Cause if we could do that."
"I'm afraid we can't." Harry smiled. "Beside we would lose the context, if people were chasing Hermione's mom, we need to know if anyone was around."
"Maybe we'll even see her die." Hermione stared down. "Harry, I'm prepared for the worst."
"You shouldn't be." Luna put her hand on Hermione's. "From everything I heard from your mom, she doesn't give up. She…"
"Then why did she never come back?" Hermione cried. "She didn't even care for me, so she could return to get me. My mom if…"
"She loved you enough to give you a live…" Harry turned to Hermione. "You don't know who she was or what she wanted in life. Maybe she wanted to give you more than her."
"I didn't need more than my mom…" Hermione turned around. "I want to tell her that."
The late Saturday and the entire Sunday was spent by Harry, Ron, Hermione, Luna and Ginny by searching the videos. They started by the video of Hermione's front door, around 11 'o clock they could see Hermione's mom, she had something in front of her head and it was hard to recognize her from the video. Back than people weren't always aware they were filmed, the mom of Hermione was obviously one of them. The thing they could see was rather distinct. Ice blond hair, Hermione opened her mouth as she saw her mom. There was no one around. Not someone who could make her look suspicious. Firstly they tried to figure out the path, they could see that she hadn't walked long. She appeared in an area that had a lot of trees. The blond woman simple stepped out of the little forest.
"Maybe she was chased to there.." Ron added "She needed to bring you to safety."
"But then where was she before this?" Luna stared to Ron. "Can we figure out?"
"I think we should figure out where she went after Hermione dropped her off." Ron spoke "Maybe they attacked her after she dropped Hermione off."
"Are you okay Hermione?" Harry stared
"No." Hermione shook her head. "I could be watching her last day. I don't know who she is. I…"
"She doesn't have to be dead, Hermione." Ron searched for the other tapes. The rest continued to tapes that followed the path. It was a simple story, Hermione could clearly see on the picture that she was sick. She was not walking in a straight line. She moved her hand to her torso. It was clearly to see there was red upon her hands. Blood. Hermione had tears in her eyes, the blood proofed that she was hurt. Her mother did try to protect her.
"No." Hermione cried. Only a few seconds later she fell to the floor. Her movement returned to almost nothing.
"If she had been there, people would have known." Ron spoke "Your parents didn't say anything about a body being…"
Ron was stopped by the appearance of a figure. She had red hair, and she got Harry's attention. He got closer. Her eyes were pointing at the camera's. She wasn't trying to hide from the camera's. When she saw the figure she fell to her knees.
"Mom?" Harry stared at the screen. "What is my mom doing?"
"Saving mine." Hermione stared at the screen as a man stepped next to him. "Remus Lupin?"
"Lupin was there." Ginny spoke "Lupin and Harry's mom took Hermione's mom."
"Which means?" Ron turned to Ginny.
"We have a professor to talk to." Harry turned to Hermione. "This tells us two things. My mom knew Hermione's mom and she cared for her. And Lupin was there when they took her. We can find out where Lupin and my mom took Hermione's mom."
"Leyla and Lily were known as the dynamic duo." Luna spoke "If Lily cares so much about a blond girl, maybe she is Leyla. Leyviena McGonagall is your mom."
"My mom?" Hermione slowly reached for the pictures Harry had with him. The picture of Leyviena appeared sweet, beautiful and caring. "Leyla…"
"It explains it…" Luna turned to her. "She didn't want you to go with her."
"This means…" Hermione turned around. "If this is Leyla, Snape didn't kill her."
"We need proof." Ron turned to Hermione. "Hermione, Harry and I are going to contact Lupin. We're going ask what happened to your mother. You, Ginny and Luna are going back to the later. If your mom wrote a letter to you, she signed it with her name. It will give us absolute truth, plus you will figure out exactly who is your mother."
"We could ask anyone." Luna smiled "Maybe Snape."
"I wouldn't…" Hermione turned to him. "I think something extra is getting to him. Maybe…"
"Hermione, maybe you can ask…"
Hermione stared at the pages in front of her, many potions had passed her way. Maybe even more then she had released existed, potions that changed your hair color. But nothing to make ink appear on paper. Specially not when it was removed by water. Hermione turned around, the books she had seen were normal potions books she had read over a thousand times. normally she wouldn't research things before school started, but she hadn't even left the library. Luna and Ginny had decided to take a break for dinner. Yet she didn't. She had to admit that, searching for a solution on the forbidden section was getting very excited. Even asking professor Snape.
"Damn it." Hermione had never cursed before, but not being able to find a spell made her mad. "Miss Granger.." it was Professor McGonagall. Looking at McGonagall was difficult right now. She knew that her daughter might be alive, yet she wasn't sure. She could have died. Hermione focused her eyes on the book. "Aren't you supposed to be having dinner?"
"Yes, professor." Hermione turned to her. She didn't know how she had to explain being in here. She couldn't say it was home work. "I've been researching something.."
"The school year only just started.." McGonagall sat down next to her. "I expected that you would take it easy. it's not like you, I mean you haven't even had your first class yet."
"I have potions tomorrow." Hermione replied "And I.."
"Well,.." McGonagall smiled "What's it you are researching?"
"Nothing.." Hermione 's cheeks turned red. It was clear that McGonagall saw that she was looking for something. It was sure that McGonagall wouldn't give up. "Just my mom dropped something important in water, and now I want to know what the writing says."
"Oh..." McGonagall stood up. "Let's see if I remember where that spell is. There is a potion, but it takes too long. I assume you're not just trying to see your mom's shopping list."
"It was an important document." Hermione smiled belonging to my grandparents."
"I see…" McGonagall had a glare in her eyes, almost like she knew Hermione made up something.
"I'm sorry, about your daughter.." Hermione turned to Minerva.
"It's been a while miss Granger." McGonagall slowly kneeled down on the floor. Her hands reached towards the stones, she moved it away. Hermione raised an eyebrow. She took a small hand written book from it. "Here it is, I don't remember what page. But it's in there somewhere. Summons back everything that was in the letter, my daughter did this. So she would know that.."
"This is not a library book." Hermione opened it up. "It's hand written."
"My daughter…" McGonagall turned to her. "She created when she was younger. She used to hide her book right here. I think she would want her spells to help Gryffindor's. She would want you to have this. She would have liked you Hermione. When I first saw you, I saw my daughter at that age. It's curse and a blessing, Hermione."
"Thank you." Hermione smiled.
"I hope your papers come back." McGonagall turned around.
Hermione turned the pages, to find the spell her teacher was talking about. She slowly pulled her letter out of her bag. Next to her wand. Slowly she pronounced the words of the spell. A soft writing appeared on the paper. It was a beautiful handwriting that decorated the paper. One that looked very much like her own.
My dearest most beautiful Hermione,
I'm sure you're mad when you are reading this paper. I don't even know if your parents called you Hermione. If not, I'm sure your parents have given you some beautiful name that fits you well. Although to me, you'll always be my little Hermione. I guess you have a lot of questions, some your parents mind not be able to answer you. Maybe I'm not the rights person to answer them either. I just want to say, I always wanted you. Always, but I was not the best person in keeping myself save. And living in live in the shadows had not been anything for you. Maybe I could have cared for you on the run, but that wouldn't have been life for you. I want you to know that I love you with my whole heart. I mean you are my baby girl. I guess you want to know why I left you. I'm what you call a rebel. I never really took care of myself. More than I should have taken care of you.
I save muggles, muggleborns and everything out there. You say I could have used magic to keep the both of us safe. Go under a cloaking spell, that we could have been together. Yet, I didn't want the world to know you existed Hermione. Not because I didn't love you, but because they might want to turn you. Death eaters would be after you for what you are, for what I am. Hermione, as a girl it's hard to get the curse I had to live with. I can't harm the guilty, only protect the innocent. I would never have been able to live, knowing good people were getting hurt. And I know you were supposed to be most important. I didn't want you to get hurt ever. I would rather give you away, not knowing me. I'm not the mother you disserve. The mother I left you with, would be able to protect you better. In the end I would have disappointed you. I would have gotten you hurt and if you died, I would never be able to forgive myself.
What I would want to know is, how old are you my Hermione? 11? I bet then you've found out the truths about Hogwarts, a place I was honored to call home a long time ago. I used to love Dumbledore, a lot of luck in your years. Although you can't be bad at anything. Specially transfiguration. My dearest Hermione, now you'll find out that you were born special. Maybe even more special than any other girls of your age.
Hermione that brings me Professor McGonagall my mom. This story is about her and the gods. No, not the Greek gods, they do exist, but my father is not one of them.. I'm what you call a half blood god. My father never cared for me and left my mother heart broken. I grew up with powers that have no end. Just being actual half god, made me unable to hurt people. You are different honey. You only inherited all the powers, not the curse. You are able to hurt and kill other people, I'm not saying it won't hurt your soul. It won't kill you however. I assumed Voldemort would want that, kidnap you from me and turn you in his soldiers. I didn't want that to happen to you. So, I had no choice.
Your father, I'm not talking about his identity. If you want to know, you won't hear it from me. I don't think it will keep you safe. I hid some potion in your basket, it will release the natural powers that hide beyond your vanes. I used a spell to keep you safer. I hope you live a lucky life, I hope to meet once more again with you. If we're both in luck. Hermione, you are the greatest thing that ever happened to me. And one day we'll meet again. Love,
Leyviena Teresa McGonagall, your mom.
Hermione grabbed the picture staring in the blue eyes that looked back at her. Leyviena 'Leyla' McGonagall. A woman that disappeared about more then 15 years ago. And the story was not true, Snape could not have killed Leyla McGonagall. Severus Snape, her potion master had not killed her. Because she was still alive, in the early fall of September. She couldn't have died, because she were still alive in September.
"What are you reading?" It was Luna Lovegood.
"I.." she gave the letter. "Snape.."
"Sirius was wrong.." Luna put her hand in from of her mouth. "He couldn't have killed her, because she was either way pregnant with you or getting pregnant with you."
"I want to find out what happened.." Hermione replied "I want to find my mother. I mean.." "There's not an indication of who your dad is." Luna replied "She doesn't want to release the name of your father. There has to be a reason. Maybe he was in contact with bad people."
"She's my mom." Hermione replied "I need to find her. We know she was still alive in September."
"It's possible your mom is still alive…" Luna turned to her. "But there was blood. We need to find out until Harry and Ron found contact with Lupin. He knows if she survived that fateful night of September."
"She need too.." Hermione had tears in her eyes. "She gave me away, because she believe I was good. Because she didn't want Voldemort to turn me. She wanted me save. I want to meet her!"
"I understand you want to know where you come from." Luna replied "But sometimes knowing the horror is so much harder. Now you can dream about your real family, what if you know the horror of their real ending, you'll never be able to live it. Not knowing is really better."
"You think so?" Hermione replied "I saw her drop, I saw blood. All I can think of is where they buried her. If they could save her, I want to know."
"McGonagall's your grandmother." Luna turned to her. "Maybe that's something you should make yourself happy with. that. You are never going to find her."
"Maybe I won't.." Hermione stood up. "But I'm not going to stop trying."
"Lupin has all the answers."
Fast question: Do you think Leyla did the right thing? Is she still alive? Where was she brought? Who do you want to be the father? And who seems to care about Leyla most?
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